People are in Yokohama, the vest is fully open

It's too bad....I don't know how many times I have this idea when Edogawa Ranpo, who is not in the middle, why does a person with Yuu's personality have such a bad partner as a white-haired bastard?

The reason why this guy has not been beaten to death until now is entirely because of his useless face and the force value of the foul.

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Back in the White Crow Book Club, Hoshino Yuu suppressed the 'rules' and regained the right to control his body.

This is already the second day after 'Edogawa Ranpo' left, and also the second day after Gojo Satoru came to this world.

Apparently, a day ago, Hoshino Yuu and Edogawa Ranpo reached a consensus—in the future, the armed detective society headed by Edogawa Ranpo will provide timely help in terms of resources and ideas, but now, Gojo Satoru has completely messed it up up.

Obviously, he was just going to obtain information according to the agreement... Hoshino Yuu could never have imagined that one day ago, when he had raised the favorability of the Armed Detective Agency to a high level at the beginning of the game, he would be able to do it one day later. When going through the motions, just screw things up.

As soon as he recalled what he did just now, Hoshino Yu felt that he was about to go into cardiopulmonary arrest.

It's too bad, whether it's [peace loving] or [rebellious period], it's too bad.

Rule cards....... forever pain.

A card that triggers a rule is like an out-of-control truck that cannot be controlled.

The most troublesome thing is that there are too many situations where 'Gojo Satoru' can trigger the rules. If it weren't for his overpowering ability, this character card would almost be a completely useless card.

Fortunately, Hoshino Yu sighed in his heart: at least the ability is still strong enough......

Without the help of the Armed Detective Agency, it is a bit troublesome to determine the strange gathering place this time, but it is not without a clue.

Although equipped with a character card, Hoshino Yuu's inherent 'luck' is still not folded, as long as he spends more time looking around, even if he can't find Weird, Weird will hit the door like a headless chicken.

After adjusting his mood slightly, Hoshino Yuu's mind sank into the card again, and the stagnant feeling on Gojo Satoru, who was chewing the dessert mechanically, disappeared, and he became alive again.

The irritability rising in Wujo Wu's chest made him restless, and he couldn't help but want to do something to vent his emotions.

After emptying the packaging bag, Gojo Satoru crumpled up the paper bag and threw it into the trash can, picked up the wallet and left the book club.

——The time limit for his serious work has been completely exceeded today, it's time to relax.

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In the evening, the port city of Yokohama shows its unique style.

The evening breeze carried the damp breath of the waves across the sparse crowd, the sky at six or seven o'clock was slightly dim, and occasionally the neon lights in the distance were powered on and lit up in ostentatious colors.

Among the crowded crowd, the tall Gojo Wu was out of place, and his unapproachable aura gave him a daunting aura, but in the crowd passing by, there was unexpectedly a blank area around him.

Gojo Satoru turned into a side road with less traffic, and he remembered that there was a dessert shop in the block ahead.Although the location is a bit remote, it is highly respected by Edogawa Rampo.

That guy's personality is not very pleasant, but his appreciation of sweets can be trusted.

How should I put it, as long as the work is left behind, even the roadside signs in Yokohama become pleasing to the eye.

Gojo Satoru wandered the streets of Yokohama with his long legs, wandering in this bustling city.

Seeing that the green light not far away was flickering and was about to turn into a red light, Gojo Satoru sped up his speed and wanted to step on to cross the road when he jumped, but he felt a person flashing to his side as soon as he took a step , reaching out to grab his arm.

Although the opponent caught a void because of Wujo Satoru's dodge, Wujo Satoru still 'saw' a strange force attached to his arm.

"what?"

Nakahara also noticed Wujo Satoru across the road. This poor young man who looks handsome but has injured eyes is hard not to be noticed. He seems to be walking alone on the street for the first time. He doesn't even have a blind stick. Rampage ready to cross the road without taking it.

Seeing that the signal light was about to turn red, Nakahara Chuya had a tragic picture of this poor blind man being knocked several meters away by a truck. He quickly manipulated gravity and rushed to Gojo Satoru, wanting to take him directly through the traffic lights, but he didn't I thought I caught an empty one.

Zhongyuan Zhong also grasped his palm in a daze. This is... what's going on?

"I said you," when Zhong Yuan was stunned, there was a very beating voice above his head. He looked up and saw the 'blind' boy looking down at him through the bandage: "Do you want to be handsome? What are you doing, a forceful old man?"

"what?!"

"I know I'm handsome." Seeing the signal light turn from green to red, Gojo Satoru grabbed Nakahara Chuya's collar and took a step back. Gojo Satoru carried him to a safe side of the road and put him down, avoiding the traffic: "But robbing people in the street...not allowed."

Gojo Satoru has a clear understanding of himself, he is the strongest and most handsome man.

No matter what gender it is, as long as it is a human being, it is perfectly normal to have a good impression of him.

Wujo Satoru, who has always been sought after by others, has long been accustomed to this.

Nakahara Nakaya, who felt like he was picked up like a chick, was completely dumbfounded. It was only when Gojo Satoru put him on the side of the road in Nakahara Nakaya that he came back to his senses and realized what happened just now.

——The blind man I helped kindly not only avoided him, but also carried him back to a safe place as if he could see things.

carry it back...carry...

Nakahara Chuya's forehead twitched, and he raised his face and glared at the kind but annoying Gojo Satoru: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Oh," Gojo Satoru felt that he understood. He looked down at Nakahara Chuya who was jumping angrily: "You are angry?"

Gojo Satoru is really too tall, and Nakahara Nakahara was very upset that he had to look up at him all the time. He took a step back to relieve the pressure on his cervical spine: "Are you sick?"

"Huh?" Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, and then he took a look at the little man in front of him, why did he sound like he really didn't like him?

really weird.

Gojo Satoru got closer through the bandage and carefully looked at the little man in black clothes in front of him, huh?

"Oh, no wonder...it turns out to be the container of the gods."

"Who are you?" Nakahara Chuya's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had been pricked by a needle, he stared at Gojo Satoru vigilantly: "What do you know?"

"My name is Wujo Wu." Wujo Wu felt that he was a little innocent. He tilted his head and looked a little cute, but Zhong Yuanzhong, who was locked by his eyes, didn't think so.

"You don't have to be so nervous."

"After all..." Under Nakahara Nakaya's astonished gaze, Wujo Wu straightened up: "No matter what I know, you don't seem to be able to do anything to me."

Gojo Satoru was just explaining the facts, but with his face, when Gojo Satoru said it as a matter of course, the effect of direct ridicule was full.

As a single-celled creature with full combat power, Zhong Yuanzhong could hear the absurd self-confidence in Wu Tiao Wu's words in an instant, and he was almost laughed out of anger: "Huh? Are you trying to challenge gravity?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes fell on the top of Nakahara Chuya's head, and then on his cobalt blue eyes that were about to burst into flames. His curiosity was self-evident: "Fight with me...do you want to fight?" Jump up?"

"You bastard!!" Zhong Yuan knew that this Wujo Satoru was not an ordinary blind man, and he no longer had any scruples.Nakahara Zhongya slapped him hard with the whip, but Gojo Gojo calmly dodged it and fell into the air.

Nakahara was not surprised either, he would be surprised if Gojo Satoru, who can say such big words, would be hit by a single blow.But soon Nakahara realized something was wrong. No matter how he launched an attack, he would feel an unspeakable sense of stagnation when he was about to approach Gojo Satoru, making him unable to touch him at all.

Seeing that Gojo Satoru was still strolling in the courtyard with his hands in his pockets, Nakahara Chuya paused his offensive: "Extraordinary ability?"

"There is no lower limit—"

Gojo Satoru looked at the gradually surging red energy on Nakahara Chuya's body with great interest, and he stuck out his tongue: "You really... have to jump up—"

The ground under Zhongya Zhongye's feet was cracked inch by inch, a faint red light appeared on his body surface, and the broken stones rose and flew against gravity.

"Oh, I'm angry." Gojo Goku mumbled, the dessert shop would be off work in less than half an hour, and he didn't really want to waste time with this guy who seemed to be endless.

Nakahara was also annoyed by Gojo Satoru's sloppy attitude. He manipulated gravity to attack again: "You bastard, give me a taste of being crushed by gravity!"

Seeing that the rocks flying into the air were about to fall down, Zhong Yuanzhong also saw that the white-haired bastard who had been doing nothing before stretched out his hand and tore off the bandage that had been tied to his head, revealing a translucent eye like a boundless clear sky .

The pupils of the eyes covered by the bandages are amazingly beautiful, and they are as penetrating as a deep pool, making people sink into deep water.

Nakahara Chuya's brain screamed for danger, but his body couldn't react at all and couldn't move.

"Field Expansion: Infinite Space."

Something vaguely sounded in Zhongye's ear, but he couldn't hear anything.

Weaving colored threads weave the world, the color blocks are pulled out of the world and turned into a black and white ethereal mirror forest, and suddenly focus into a complex and profound kaleidoscope, pouring in a steady stream of information, filling the brain of Nakahara Chuya .

I can feel everything, but my mind can't work, and my body is completely out of control—a large amount of messy and disorderly information hits Nakahara Chuya's brain like waves, bringing his thinking to a standstill.

Can't, think.

Everything happened in an instant, Gojo Satoru pulled off the bandage and directly shortened the distance between him and Nakahara Chuya, straight in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, Gojo Satoru imitated Nakahara Nakaya's previous action and kicked him in the waist and abdomen, smashing the stiff Nakahara Nakaya vertically into a deep hole in the cracked ground: "Boom!!"

"In the middle of the heart—" Wujo Wu didn't care about the terrified eyes of passers-by. He looked at Nakahara and found that he hadn't died yet. Wujo Wu wrapped his bandages around him and left with confidence on his long legs: " [-]%~~"

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Gojo Satoru didn't care about how Nakahara on the other side got rid of the aftermath of the huge amount of information shock and crawled out of the hole.

He bought the snacks he wanted before the dessert shop closed, shaking his head happily.

When passing by a jewelry store, Gojo Satoru saw his own reflection in the window,

He admired his handsome figure, took a bite of Xijiufu in his hand and walked away. After a while, Gojo Satoru's slender figure was reflected in the window of the jewelry store.

His bandaged hairy head moved closer to the glass of the window, and looked at the all-black sunglasses hanging on the top of the display stand with interest.

Hmm, it looks... a lot like it.